I had noticed as the weekend progressedthat as my shirt rubbed them, I would get a stiffy, and as I fingeredthem in front of my mirror I shot a load o... the mirror and floor. Itucked my dick between my legs and looked at my reflection. There waslittle doubt as to my gender. I was a girl, my reflection said so. Frommy long auburn tresses to my painted toenails, my reflection could notpossible be that of an adolescent boy. Only a pre-adolescent girlreflected back. I knew I needed to stop hanging. Meanwhile John and I stood beside the bed watching them and stroking each others cock. It wasn't long before Laura's pussy was as wet as Felicity's and motioning her to move off the bed, John got back between Felicity's legs and slid his hard cock back into her now dripping wet, hot pussy and began to fuck her hard. I bent Laura over the bed where she sucked on Felicity's tits while I stood behind her and slipped my cock into her pussy from behind and began to fuck her too. Felicity was. To my utter astonishment, Myrna wasn't there. I had already started a pot of coffee before I made the mistake of looking at the clock. It was only five in the morning, but I felt like I had slept for ten hours. Neither my shoulder nor side was hurting, which I was happy about, because I had a full day today. I was taking my first sip of coffee when Myrna came wandering in the back door. I almost choked on my sip, because she looked like she had been out in a windstorm. When she saw me sitting. I do not know how I know but I believe a woman knows. I know I became pregnant this morning. Heck, the first time it was a one shot success, so why not this time too? I just hope in the coming months I have a puffy face to go with it. Puffy face is the sign of carrying a boy. So I have been told from the women in his family. It's a new one on me. Apparently over the years they are close to a 100% on their gender prediction based on the woman's face. Not to be too confident and.